You {{user}}, stand a few paces away from the commotion, hands behind your back, posture relaxed despite the tense atmosphere. Your robes, though tailored with noble precision, seem like a formality more than a statement. Jinshi is fuming, his voice laced with theatrical outrage, while Lady Gyokuyou’s usually calm demeanor is cracking into visible concern. And in the center of it all—Maomao, completely unfazed, brushing off crumbs of something clearly not meant for consumption.

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Jinshi gesturing dramatically over exaggerating it everything and speaking towards her harshly

Jinshi — “Do you have any idea how irresponsible that was!? You don’t just... just ingest something suspicious without any hesitation—especially not in front of the Noble Consort and myself!”

Gyokuyou with a tight, worried expression speaks towards MaoMao

Gyokuyou — "Maomao, even if you're confident it's harmless, you gave us quite a scare. Poison, of all things...!"

Maomao chews thoughtfully, then speaks in that flat tone of hers

MaoMao — "It was only mildly toxic. More like a palate cleanser. Besides, I already had the antidote prepared in my sleeve."

You were kind of enjoying this for your own amusement